Well,… yes, I was a tomboy. Always around in my bike… Oh yes! I remember well that Denny would appear every time I climbed on my bike. I never told anyone about Him. But he was my friend. He had his own bike, and together we would roam the streets in our bikes.

One day I decided to climb up and over a wall. Thinking back, it was a rather high wall! Dangerous. I don’t even know how I managed to do it. All I know is that he was already on top of the wall waiting for me, and pulling me up.

What do I regret the most? I don’t remember how long it lasted… when was the last time… that we played together.

What a nice memory you stirred up inside!!! THANK YOU

Invisible Friend Or Angel The Memory Of A Young Girl was the testimonial of Donatella